* * * * * This story is a slow build. There's no sex in this chapter, but there is miniature golf. Many thanks to icedragonmo3 for invaluable beta reading and editing expertise. If there are any mistakes, it's because the author didn't listen. * * * * * I Was a Teenaged Metahuman Chapter 1 Un-Schoolish "You'd best be on your way to work, Max!" His mo...
Note: Just a very brief note to one thank all of you and two to let you know that there is no sex is this chapter. Happy New Year to all of you and may it be prosperous!!! *********** As the train pulled away, Isadora got another look at Saul. She looked over at Noah and took note of the thoughtful look on his face. Part of her wanted to know what he was...
Remember, this is a tribute to DQS1. Did you really think I would stop this soon? .................................................. She sat there, shocked so badly she couldn't even cry. He really was gone. She looked over at Bill. "Is it really over?" "I'm afraid so. For what it's worth, there was a couple of times when I thought you two would make it...
I do not generally approve of editorializing. It seems like such a redundant and trivial exercise. I like to tell a story, to allow the characters to draw you into the tale. I love to hear that someone enjoys what I write. I even love to hear when I make a mistake, which can show me how I can improve my craft. I loathe the anonymous and pathetic fool who tri...
Thanks as always to Ravenna933 for being my editor and biggest supporter. I awoke on the third morning of my Caribbean cruise to movement in the cabin. Lauren was already up and puttering around the room as I came to. My internal gyroscope told me the ship was still underway -- I knew we were hitting Grand Turk this morning, but I hadn't bothered to look wh...
This is Part One of a two-part story. I don't consider myself particularly good-looking, and I don't have an exceptionally large cock. I guess I'm not the wittiest guy in the world, and I certainly don't have all that much money. And though I do love women, love everything about them and have always loved everything about them, I was never really that kind...
Note to the reader: All sexually active characters are age 18 or older at start of story. This story is 32 book pages long and broken into three chapters. Please read them in order to prevent confusion. ***** These days you hear terms for all sorts of tourism: Eco-tourism, Wildlife-tourism, Medical-tourism, Geographical-tourism, Marine-life tourism,...
Chapter 23 1st Saturday -- Afternoon With Plum gone, and without a shift scheduled, I was rather at loose ends. I headed for the gym to at least get my workout out of the way. Workout done, showered, and changed, a slow afternoon sounded much more inviting. I decided to swing by the Security room first see how things were going, then head for Vacuum --...
It was with some trepidation that I approached the place. A casual observer, on seeing me tentatively push through the doors, might have thought that I had no business there, or that I wasn't a customer, and may have instead assumed that I was going there merely to repair a vending machine or a cash register. Still, needs must, and I had to start somewhere....
Jan Primm leaned against the kitchen counter in her small apartment in San Leandro, California. She sighed and then blew an errant strand of her light brown hair off to the side of her face. She couldn't use her hands because they were occupied holding a screaming Darren Jr., their youngest, who was going through the terrible twos even before he was two. Cou...